Your King Asmodeus | ||
Your Queen | ||
The Second None | ||
The Herd Name, Name, Name | The Sub-Herd Name, Name, Name | |
Allies Name (Land) | Enemies Solomon (Cove) | |
The Rules
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Posted on October 24, 2019 at 11:32:28 PM by CAIN
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He paced the borders and the shores of the desert, teeth gnashing as he tried to decide where to go from here. He didn't even have a herd per say until he had mares to cover the land. He'd been watching the Common like a hawk but so far none had ventured there. So much for easy pickings. Maybe he'd have to be more creative in building his herd. He was restless, not having anyone to watch over or bully. He didn't really understand the full concept of being a lead stallion but he knew that he was supposed to protect those under his charge and fight all those who dared to challenge his rule. He liked those ideas cause both had violence in the answer. He knew how to do that. In fact, that was the premise of all he knew. After four years in captivity of humans, brutality and force were about all he knew anymore. When he smelled a mare in the herd lands, his nostrils flared to life, drinking her in like a good wine. His tail went up like a flag as he tore off across the desert, hooves ripping up the sand dunes as he charged for the shoreline. His ears were pricked, ready to meet her. That is, until he saw a stallion approaching the mare. Instantly, his ears pinned back to his skull, flattening until you couldn't tell he had ears as his nostrils flared wider and wrinkled back in protest. His eyes narrowed and darkened with promise, lips curling back and jaws widening as a challenging war cry bellowed from his chest. He didn't slow in his approach, not until he was able to swing his wide body between the mare and stallion. The stallion was so uppity, so excited, and his energy only drove Cain more to rage. He screamed once more as he lunged toward the stallion, mouth parted to take a chunk out of him wherever he could. He bulldozed toward the lighter male, leaving nothing to question in that he wanted him to back off when it came to the mare. How did he go from no one to two horses in his herdlands, all in one day? It seemed almost like a god send, but he wasn't so hopeful. Why did they have to send a stallion, for one? What use did he have for those? Only once the stallion had either decided to respect the space he was demanding or ran off completely did he turn his attention back to the mare. One ear flicked toward her, though the other stayed firmed on the other stallion to make sure he didn't need to rip him a new one again. His nostrils stayed flared, his energy apparent as he basically trembled on the spot. Letting out a rattling snort, he raised his head and surveyed the mare. She smelled faintly of another herd. "Why are you here? Hope you don't plan on leaving any time soon." His lips twitched as he braced himself, ready for anything. They would know who owned this place, soon enough. Cain_stallion_5yo_Gypsy Vanner Mutt_16.3hh_black and white tobiano coat_white mane & tail_dark brown eyes_bound to none_Salem Desert photo by happinesseater@deviantart |
Replies:
- i have a thousand things to say to you. - By Bahadir October 25, 2019 at 03:08:20 AM
- any other name would smell as sweet - By Primrose October 25, 2019 at 08:49:03 PM
- bite me - By CAIN October 29, 2019 at 08:43:54 PM
- alwaqt la yughayir alwaqt yakshif - By Bahadır November 3, 2019 at 08:00:34 PM
- bite me - By CAIN October 29, 2019 at 08:43:54 PM
- any other name would smell as sweet - By Primrose October 25, 2019 at 08:49:03 PM
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